I’m embarrassed to say that I’m going to have to stop drinking large cups of espresso after noon.  This is the third night in a row that I’ve been up past the cat’s bedtime.  I thought I was so much stronger.  I expect the caffeine people will come and revoke my card any minute now.  Anyway, the lack of sleep and not having a babysitter has made running tough this week.  I didn’t get the second run in today.  Sadness.  I did wander around with a 38 pound pack for two hours though.  Besides almost dying when I bent over to clean the litter box — and during the soccer game Ruby and I played, — it went well.

Asa got the cuter backpack.

Sigh.